Erase
i want to erase you
but i wrote you in pen
and you're stained in my
heartlines and i've got
ink in my lungs and
it only smears
YOU ARE READING
watercolor thoughts [completed]
Poetrypoetry by a painter who now paints her art in words "we tread too loudly, too violently on our earth. we smear our dark, ugly night all over the canvas and call it art." #80 in poetry [12/22/16] | © 2016 lookforthatlight